Psychological suggestion

Chapter 29

On the way the two drove back, it rained lightly, and the fine rain slid across the car window.

Ye Kai was lying in the back row, facing the back of the car seat, his eyes were closed and his face was pale. He didn't know whether he was asleep or was in extreme pain.

Fu Hongxue opened the car door and looked down at him coldly: "Can we still go?"

Ye Kai half opened his eyes, hummed twice, and twisted his body coquettishly.

"It's not your leg that was hurt." Fu Hongxue stared at him, as if he could force him up with his gaze.

Ye Kai pulled a smug smile: "But I was still injured."

Fu Hongxue frowned, stretched out his hand suddenly, dragged Ye Kai out, and put it directly on his shoulder.

The wound was tearing, Ye Kai was definitely not pretending to scream, he kicked his legs hard to get back to the safe ground, and then looked at Fu Hongxue with grievance: "I am really the wounded."

"Then what treatment do you want?" Fu Hongxue said coldly.

Ye Kai rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "For example, a kiss and a princess hug?"

Fu Hongxue gave him a hard look, and walked ahead without mercy.

"It's so cold." Ye Kai moaned loudly, and smiled shamelessly.

For Fu Hongxue, it was fortunate that the bullet was not buried in Ye Kai's wound, otherwise it would definitely be a nightmare to dig the bullet for Ye Kai.

For Ye Kai, the luck seems to be that Fu Hongxue personally bandaged it, as well as the mopping mode that would be activated from time to time.

"Kiss me. So that my wound doesn't hurt so much." Ye Kai blinked his eyes hard to make himself look cute.

"No." Fu Hongxue rolled his eyes while holding the sterile cotton ball.

"Then kiss me for the upcoming pain?" Ye Kai felt his eyes were about to cramp.

"No." Fu Hongxue flatly refused holding the bandage, as if Ye Kai was suggesting that they join forces to destroy the world.

Ye Kai sighed, leaned over when Fu Hongxue lowered his head, the result was bad, he was almost pinched to death by Fu Hongxue, and then fell over his shoulder to the ground

on, although the latter remembered that he was injured and did not do so.

But this final failure really broke Ye Kai's heart.

Fu Hongxue felt that Ye Kai was the most annoying wounded person he had ever met.

Ye Kai is indeed a person who cannot be quiet even for a minute. Even if he dies, is cremated and thrown into the deep sea, his ashes will be there

Struggling in the sea, trying to choke marine life such as starfish passing by.

Even though he has a high fever of 39 degrees, he can still roll around on the sofa while singing Jackson's "BAD" with absolute breaking notes.

When Fu Hongxue couldn't bear it anymore, he would always act coquettishly: "Kiss me once, and I'll be quiet. KISSME, BABY~"

Fu Hongxue sincerely considered the possibility of knocking him out and pouring the potion down his throat.

The kettle on the induction cooker made a creaking sound. Fu Hongxue held the water cup and pressed his forehead, thinking whether to kill Ye Kai first or go to sleep first.

In the end, he decided to solve the biggest problem first before speaking.

That is cooking.

Fu Hongxue wisely felt that Ye Kai's current state was really not suitable to challenge his "dark cuisine", although the numb taste of a person with a fever of 39 degrees might not be able to taste what terrible thing he was eating.

But Ye Kai has to thank God, Fu Hongxue still has a little conscience and self-knowledge.

Or he didn't want to get another Ye Kai who vomited after Ye Kai who was injured and who had a fever.

That has exceeded the limit that the nightmare can bear.

So a few minutes later, Ye Kai lay on the extended sofa and watched the dinner prepared by Fu Hongxue.

"Instant noodles?"

Fu Hongxue shrugged.

What's wrong with instant noodles?Convenient and fast, easy to operate.

Instant noodles feed a lot of nerds and nerds, poor blue-collar workers, overtime workers and children.

Instant noodles are enough to save the world.

"I have a fever and don't want to eat." Ye Kai moaned to fight for more benefits for himself.

Fu Hongxue said flatly, "I only know this."

Ye Kai twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked at Fu Hongxue sympathetically: "When I recover, I will definitely let you taste what is called real delicacy."

Fu Hongxue was noncommittal.

In fact, Ye Kai's cooking skills are no big deal.

Basically, the fact that Fu Hongxue didn't spit it out during meals in those few days was already doing him a favor.

Eat instant noodles and watch TV.

Quite a lot of brain-dead romance movies, brain-dead martial arts movies and brain-dead advertisements.

In the play, the heroine is roaring, the heroine is crying, and the mistress is busy slapping her ex-wife.

The same clip appears over and over again in various TV dramas. I really don't know what the director is thinking.

Ye Kai turned off the TV again.

Affected by the wound pain and high fever at the same time, he really had a headache and had to bear the consequences of his willful nonsense on his own.

"Fu Hongxue, I'm sick and I have a headache." Ye Kai squinted his wet eyes and moaned pitifully, like a purring bird.

The difference between the two is that he is not furry and he has no tail.

Fu Hongxue frowned, went to the bedroom and took out a thick quilt to cover Ye Kai's body.

"Sleep." He said commandingly.

However, he finally endured Ye Kai's arm stretched out to wrap his neck around his neck and a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

When Lu Xiaojia came back, Ye Kai had already fallen asleep, and Fu Hongxue was lying on his side on the sofa, resting his head on one hand, not staring at the TV very intently.

See.

Seeing Lu Xiaojia who opened the door and entered the house, he just raised his head.

Lu Xiaojia nodded indifferently, and after pointing to the bedroom with her eyes, asked, "How is he?"

"Injured." Fu Hongxue said flatly, "I've already dealt with it."

Lu Xiaojia sighed, quite annoyed: "Tell him not to go out."

But he was not in a hurry to see Ye Kai, he seemed very confident in Fu Hongxue's handling.

Fu Hongxue stood up and said, "Change shift."

"Why don't you sleep here too?" Lu Xiaojia didn't have much hope to persuade him to stay.

Fu Hongxue looked at him with a half-smile, "Where do you sleep?"

Lu Xiaojia also raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's just a polite word."

"Thanks, but I have room." Fu Hongxue waved his hand casually, opened the door and left.

"Remember to be on time tomorrow." Lu Xiaojia took off her suit, let out a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the sofa, took over Fu Hongxue's shift, and continued to stare at the thriller on TV.

Watching thrillers in the middle of the night is really relaxing.

Lu Xiaojia howled secretly, took the remote control and tuned the channel to a program starring a sponge with moving limbs whose IQ is estimated to be no more than fifty.

It didn't take long for him to look at it before he began to feel drowsy, bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

Lu Xiaojia jumped up exaggeratedly and looked around, before she seemed to be conscious and relieved, and collapsed back to the sofa.

The doorbell continued to ring.

"Okay, I'm here." Lu Xiaojia snorted, got up and opened the door.

Ding Linglin rushed in, nodded to him, and then rushed into the bedroom like a rocket: "I heard that Ye Kai was injured."

A hint of disappointment and jealousy appeared in Lu Xiaojia's heart, but was quickly suppressed by his willpower.

Ding Linglin didn't know anything, neither did Ye Kai.

He has no right to complain to them, but after all, they don't need to bear anyone's complaints.

Lu Xiaojia lay back on the sofa again, playing with her mobile phone, ignoring Ding Linglin's still inadvertent noises in the bedroom.

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